Sitting with my baby boy who is sick again. I find I am either running around like a chicken without a head or sitting holding a crying baby. Leaving me with not much time to think or get done for me. All these ideas and creative endeavors I have late at night or while driving that at one time may have seemed possible to conquer are again put on the back burner. And so I sit here. I can either be depressed and victimize myself or I can be positive and reorganize my thinking. I had this time with Ayden for many many months to just sit and be with him. How often do I get the opportunity to just be with Quinn? And how often do I just sit and be. So I chose to slowly move around this morning. Not run to the market to pick up an item, or go to the mall to return gifts, or head over to starbucks for a much needed coffee (although that one would be nice : ) ) . I am here with my 9 month old son and tomorrow he won't be this age anymore. He will be a day older.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Reorganizing my thought process
Sitting with my baby boy who is sick again. I find I am either running around like a chicken without a head or sitting holding a crying baby. Leaving me with not much time to think or get done for me. All these ideas and creative endeavors I have late at night or while driving that at one time may have seemed possible to conquer are again put on the back burner. And so I sit here. I can either be depressed and victimize myself or I can be positive and reorganize my thinking. I had this time with Ayden for many many months to just sit and be with him. How often do I get the opportunity to just be with Quinn? And how often do I just sit and be. So I chose to slowly move around this morning. Not run to the market to pick up an item, or go to the mall to return gifts, or head over to starbucks for a much needed coffee (although that one would be nice : ) ) . I am here with my 9 month old son and tomorrow he won't be this age anymore. He will be a day older.
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I am working on this too--it is SO tempting to run to the mall. I am really not good at being. Seems to me like you are. Love you Suzanne.
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